The S. W. F. Club

for Pauline to mail a letter to her uncle, which was something in the nature of a very enthusiastic postscript to the one she ha

f the wide main street, "we're really off. I r

e will," Paul

want to come

knows mother wants her to sta

le Pattied her, it generally meant they ha

very careful not to let

the roo

n-ever

e it-all, when

, rat

airy godmother, isn't it? And three wishes? If you

down, Patience, or Hilary can

If she knew-she wouldn't stay

eason why she

ell her; or is m

ere, Patience, you may d

o the avenue. It's stupid coming to

east a faint semblance of patience until they turned into the avenue of maples. Then she sud

e, actually started into what might almost have been called a trot. "

porch steps. "I heard

hed. "Why didn't you le

watching for y

here, it seems to me," Patience declared. "We h

in hurriedly, asking the first

yd's asleep in the sitting-room, and Mrs. Bo

Pauline said. "J

e books I brought with me, and gone through a lot of magazine

a shady spot at one side of the yard and tying her to the fence-a quite unnece

back, carrying a small

ou. He was over at V

's love of books, and a new book was an event at the parsonage. "Oh," she cried again, taking off the paper and disclosing the pretty tartan cover with

father about it; I saw her following

h leading from Hilary's room, alway

med, "it's like an out

s, a low stool, and a small table, covered with a bit of bright cretonne. On it stood a blue and white pitcher filled with field flowers, beside it lay

er here a good while. Mrs. Boyd let us have the things and the chin

ut her with appreciative eyes. "How pleasant and cozy it

Putnam Dayre, and she's Shirley Putnam Dayre, Junior. So he calls her 'Junior' and she calls him 'Senior.' They're just like brother and sister. He's an artist, they've been everywhere together. And, Paul, they think Winton is delightf

picture," Pauline said

ond

ill, after all, one would l

d; she turned to her sister. "You

oing to be friends with us, Paul-really friends. She says we must call he

re she had curled herself up in the hammock. "I suppose she doesn't

d you mind very much, if you

much good if I

would-to mother a

what-" Patience

line asked hastily, and Patience, feeling that she h

at?" Hil

," Pauline said, she hoped she wasn't-prevaricating; after all, P

day or so," Hilary said. "I suppose it's the feeli

and out among the flowers in the garden. It was always still, over here at the farm, but to-day, it se

denly, "what are you smi

se it is so nice and peaceful here and because-

e w

ll you what the letters stand for! Yo

l club

eed,

to be

Tom, and you and I-and I thi

o belong t

put the idea

e step. "Paul, I've a feeling that there i

did you

om

to go by, but I've one just now-that if we don't hunt Im

oor, utterly regardless of her white frock

dears!" Patie

with me," Hilary said. The parsonage cat had died

Hilary! Miranda says a black cat brings luck, though

white one," Pauline in

th the tip

give us each one, that

uggested c

ng to say to that," Pauline told her

ded. "In t

hey met Mr. Boyd, on his way to pay his

ts?" Patience asked. "

time, Patience

to supper." He carried Patience off with him, declaring that he wasn't sure he should

or always, but by'n'by, when-there isn't so much going on at home-there's such a lot of things keep

down-stairs again from her nap. "You ain't c

ed Mrs. Boyd get supper, she confided to her the story

od, you'll see, my dear. I'm not sure, I don't agree with your uncl

er as much good now, as any time, she'll want to fix up a bit now and then, most likely. Shirley had on a string of them last night, but not to compare with these." Mrs. Boyd was kneeling before a trunk in

at mother would-" Pauline knew

she'll come across them without expecting it. Deary me, I never wear

neck, I think." Pauline went out to the gig, the little box hidden carefully in her bl

gain soon, won't

us-ly busy," Patience began,

Hilary. Mind you go

er mother went down to the store to buy the matting. There was not much choice to be had, and t

hite will look ever so cool and pretty-perhaps,

windows. She meant to place a low table for books and work between those side windows. In the end, pr

garret rummaging, when she heard someone calling her from the foot of the

you doing?

an armful of old

makes one think of high-waisted dress

y were my great-grand

are you going

cross them just now in looking for some green silk she

ing the honors of the new paper and mat

out the chintz: "If only mother would

o do with it, Pauli

it for draperies of some kind,

quick exclamation, pointing to the bare corner between the front and side window

Pauline begged i

nly where is the benc

r it, I'll go get him thi

ingle mattress from up ga

orthcoming. The garret was a big, shadowy place, extending over the whol

ut of its cane seat. "But I could tack a piece of burlap on and cover it with a cushion," Pauline decided, and b

measuring for the cove

n't take long

s rule into his pocket. "I don't see

why-'" Pauline told hi

Josie want to join the

ub

g Females, I suppo

me sort of sewing

places. "I'm not sure it might not take in

whistled softly. "What else have you been doing for the past

ing we can make it seem at least a little bit new and different this summer-for Hilary. You see, we sh

d. "I think it's a

ed a sort of club among our

it a condition of membership, that each one mus

hip to be limit

necessarily-won't it?" For Wint

ugh of us," Josie

party?" her brother a

more than

lar and formal meetings, no dues, nor fines, and each member was to con

rned; no other officers were considered necessary at the time. And being president, to him was promptly delegated th

"what's a fellow to thin

Tom's part. He was to go away that fall to commence his studies for the medical profession, for it was Dr. Brice's great desire that, later, his son shoul

-stairs together, "that it's the first step that cou

suppose? Hilary won't be

begin soon. She'll be

ne an

uest. "It's as if someone had waved a fairy wand over it, isn'

in the cozy corner a straightening touch, and drew the window s

ny room, isn't it?" P

e Maples himself on Friday af

g forefinger at him, just as he was s

solitary one

long breath. "Well, he's off at last! But, oh,